Chapter 700: Purgatory where life is worse than death

Luo An'an saw that everyone had arrived, and continued to start his revenge plan.

"Sui Ying, do you admit defeat?" Luo An'an looked coldly at the person who fell to the ground: "See, these people are all back." In order to witness the competition between us. Of course, they also want to see how long your arrogance can get. ”

Suddenly, Luo An'an's voice was bewitched: "It's better to admit defeat, how painful it is to continue? Isn't it just to be said by someone, what does it matter? If you admit defeat now, although your reputation is bad in the immortal cultivation world, your life has been saved." Isn't that bad?"

"Ah!!h

Luo An'an smiled lightly: Sui Ying, Sui Ying, what I just said was really kind. It's a pity that you don't appreciate it.

Luo An'an sat down again, and his aura was like a Shura crawling out of hell. The erhu made a sound again, this time not only unpleasant, but also gloomy and cold.

"Woo...... Click...... Click...... Boom ......"

Everyone was expressionless, with their hands on their ears and their expressions glazed. One by one, with Luo An'an's music, it looks like a dead soul in the ghost world who is about to receive a bowl of Meng Po soup.

Sui Ying was still covering her ears and desperately hitting the test table at first, but later she could only lie on the test table and keep shaking.

"Ying'er, admit defeat!" Tan Song roared at the stage, forcing Sui Ying to admit defeat.

Luo An'an said while pulling the erhu: "What, you should still have the strength to speak, right?

Sui Ying shrank back and didn't speak.

Luo Anan sighed again that his heart was still too soft, and it was clear that he was just taking regular revenge. Why do you always have the illusion that you are a bad person and bullying the weak?

A group of "weak" people on the viewing stage: Hehe, this is really not an illusion!

In order to change his soft-heartedness, Luo Anan decided to add another dose of fierce medicine. So she sang a famous song, the fox called.

Well, this song is sung by this baby, and it couldn't be more sincere.

"Ding Ding Ding - Ding, Bang Bang - Bubble! Hati Hati Hati - Roar ~ Woo Woo Woo ~ Hmm~" This is An Baobao's singing.

"Woo...... Click~...... Boom Boom ...... Whining...... "This is Ann's accompaniment."......

Many disciples were in a trance and were ready to commit suicide. was stopped by the senior brother next to him.

"Senior brother, look at the point! the world is still so beautiful...... Beauty...... Wait for us to explore!" The senior brother wept and persuaded the junior brother. The junior brother threw himself into the arms of the senior brother and cried, his life was miserable! Obviously life was so good, but a demon named Luo An'an came, and the sun and moon were gone!

At this time, Sui Ying had already begun to bleed from his seven orifices, but he was still stubborn and did not die. Her heart is constantly struggling, do you want to admit defeat?

She can't admit defeat! If she boasts of Haikou today, she will be the laughing stock of the immortal cultivation world tomorrow! She will be ruined!

But he didn't admit defeat......

"It's just just - warp, there are some - and not funny~" An Baobao has become more and more interested, this song is really toxic.

Sui Ying's mind was confused, she finally spat out blood, and heard herself say in a daze: "I admit defeat." ”

Luo An'an looked at her like a demon, and said coldly: "The voice is too small, they can't hear it~"

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Sui Ying shouted frantically at a high level.

Luo An'an took the opportunity to use the amplification technique, and Sui Ying's loud voice instantly woke up those sluggish disciples.

Everyone knew that Sui Ying had admitted defeat, and the person who said he would never admit defeat had admitted defeat.

Luo Anan pinched Sui Ying's chin, "You can kneel down and kowtow." ”

Sui Ying looked at the blue sky weakly, she felt that she was really ruined! Her pride and self-esteem were all shattered by Luo An'an's trampling. 10